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Jun 2022
Being silent was best
Ham is strong and he threatened me
with a fatal accident
Then there was a child

Oh, my dear husband
the tireless
naturalist of the fermented juice
of sweet grapes

His old age has been tarnished
by that made-up anecdote
which hid the rapes
under a moment of shamelessness

But the punishment betrays it
anyway, the eternal curse
from the first scream
of the baby, innocent

Canaan, my youngest son
His generations to generation
subjugated and squeezed to death
in the purple lowlands
Book of Jubilees 4:33
Genesis 9:22
Canaan = "low" (lands) / "subjugated" (land) / (land of) "purple"

Collection "From Sacred Scriptures [1]"
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